when everything
is gone
nothing matters
the only place
you still exist
is barely even tangible
but you don’t care
no one cares
not even death
and so it persists

when everything
is gone
nothing matters
the only place
you still exist
is barely even tangible
but you don’t care
no one cares
not even death
and so it persists
The siren of oblivion lures us out to sea. Heartrendingly beautiful stuff, mate.
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